Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2707 - 2643: Still Need to Be Cautious

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Previously on Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s...
Chiang Xiao worries about Meng Xinian's safety and discusses her mother with her father. She suddenly recalls the name "Qingshuang" and realizes it might be an artist whose work she saw before, potentially linked to Shi Xiaoching. Jiang Shiheng is deeply affected by a dream about Shi Xiaoching and her past words, prompting him to call someone.

Chiang Xiao found the thought too absurd. "Thinking till you die?" she mused silently. What was this talk of life and death? They needed a proper conversation. In her dream, she had been the one to initiate, wrapping her arms around his neck, drawing him closer for a kiss.

She had been far too forward, she realized. Waking up, she touched her face, finding it strangely warm. Hurriedly, Chiang Xiao leaped out of bed and splashed cold water on her face. Glancing in the mirror, her reflection still seemed flushed, prompting her to lightly slap her own cheeks.

"Chiang Xiao, aren’t you ashamed? To have such a dream!" she berated herself, pointing a finger at her reflection with disdain. Yet, a forbidden thought surfaced: did Tyrant Meng ever have such dreams? It seemed more plausible for him, given his usual demeanor, which often resembled a starving wolf. However, in their current chaotic situation, such dreams were ill-advised, a distraction she preferred he avoid.

Just then, the phone in the living room shrieked. Chiang Xiao jumped, startled. It was barely dawn; who could be calling so early? A flicker of unease crossed her face. Could something have happened?

She rushed out. "Hello?"

"Little, it’s me."

"Dad?" she questioned. They had a lengthy call just last night. Why the early morning call?

"Did something happen?" Chiang Xiao’s voice was laced with anxiety.

Jiang Shiheng replied, "No, nothing… well, sort of. I had a dream last night, recalling memories with Xiao Qing and many other things."

Chiang Xiao let out a sigh of relief. As long as nothing serious had occurred, that was good. "Dad, you aren’t calling just to reminisce about the good old days, are you?"

"No," Jiang Shiheng’s tone turned grave. "Little, listen to me. What I need to tell you is, just because Xiao Qing was someone I loved – your mother – it doesn’t mean you should approach her without any defenses or caution."

"Huh?" Chiang Xiao was taken aback. What did that even mean? From what Fei Cui had mentioned, and what Jiang Liu remembered, her mother, Shi Xiaoching, was supposed to be a kind woman without ill intentions. What was Jiang Liu implying?

"Dad, are you suspicious of her?" Chiang Xiao’s heart tightened. She had always believed herself to be Chen Zhu’s daughter, and Chen Zhu had been… well, Chen Zhu. Now, discovering she had a biological mother, was there something wrong with her too? If fate insisted on toying with her, couldn't it spare her mother?

"I am the least willing to doubt Xiao Qing," Jiang Shiheng sighed. In his memories, Xiao Qing was a truly gentle and kind soul, a simple, artistic, and sensitive girl, endearingly so in his eyes. However, a particular phrase surfaced vividly in his mind.

Given the choice, he wouldn’t have brought this up before finding Xiao Qing, nor would he advocate for caution without meeting her. But this wasn't solely about him; Little was the one actively seeking Xiao Qing. Regardless of anything else, Little’s safety had to be the top priority. Thus, feeling a pang of guilt for speaking ill of Xiao Qing, he made the call without hesitation.

"But Little, I’ve recalled this phrase, and no matter what, you need to be cautious."

Chiang Xiao sighed. "Dad, I understand. I’ll be careful." Caution was her watchword now. She was no longer the old Chiang Xiao. Yes, she was Jiang Xiao. (From this point forward, she would be known as Jiang Xiao.)